I have degrees from two universities. Because I wait until fall to make my annual donations, I am guaranteed to receive reminder phone calls. The calls usually come in November. On this particular evening I was home alone. I wasn’t busy. The phone rang. “Hello.” “Hello. I’m calling for Gary.” “This is he.” “Hello Gary.… Continue reading Voice From the Past?
Nookers Nookers was the name we had for boyfriends and girlfriends making out in a parked car. During my early teen years, they would often be spotted at historic Carleton Martello Tower. On occasion, my buddies and I would walk up to the Tower to see if there were any nookers. We would approach the… Continue reading Nookers